Chapter 855: A Gathering of Storms 2

"Shut up!" Old Master Luo glared fiercely at Old Master Beichen. ♦ ♦
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"It's no use even if I shut up. His master is holding you accountable. What do you think?" Old Master Beichen, despite being rebuked, continued to smile cheerfully.

This old man's personality was just like Beichen Ying's, an optimist.

Old Master Luo looked towards Rong Yun, seeing the aggressive killing intent in his indifferent gaze.

His heart trembled, and then he raised his eyes to signal Luo Haochen.

Luo Haochen, seeing his grandfather being ridiculed, felt a surge of anger and his expression turned cold.

But he dared not disobey his grandfather's command. Reluctantly, he threw those few treasures towards Su Luo.

In his opinion, Su Luo would definitely reach out to catch them.

However, Su Luo did not cooperate. She was pretending to talk to Ziyan.

As a result, there were three loud 'bangs' as the items all fell to the ground.

"Ah, my treasures—" Su Luo exclaimed, raising her eyes to glare at Luo Haochen, "Luo Haochen, what do you mean by this?"

Luo Haochen's expression was very displeased.

I've already returned your things, and you're still causing so much trouble! Do you even want them or not?

Now, asking him to pick them up and return them to Su Luo again was absolutely impossible.

So, Luo Haochen coldly glanced at Su Luo and turned away.

Rong Yun's eyes narrowed dangerously. Without seeing him move, his sleeves fluttered.

And the next instant, Luo Haochen was already in his hand.

Like a small chicken, he was held upside down by Rong Yun.

This sudden change instantly shocked everyone.

"Rong Yun, what are you doing?" Luo Shengtian had not expected that Rong Yun, who usually had such a good temper, would suddenly attack.

Rong Yun slowly glanced at him and said indifferently, "Disciplining your disciples and grand-disciples for you."

He didn't know what Rong Yun had done, but Luo Haochen, who was usually quite stubborn, let out a loud scream.

Luo Shengtian's face tightened, and he roared, "Let him go quickly!"

Rong Yun smiled faintly and said lightly, "Let him go, then. What's so difficult about that?"

He casually threw Luo Haochen towards Luo Shengtian.

Luo Shengtian, afraid that Rong Yun had done something, firmly caught Luo Haochen in his hand, but he himself stumbled back ten steps.

Each step left a deep footprint on the ground.

Master Rong Yun's things were not easy to receive.

With great difficulty, Luo Shengtian finally dispelled the immense pressure and stabilized himself and Luo Haochen.

It was only at this moment that Luo Shengtian suddenly realized how vast the gap in strength was between himself and Master Rong Yun…

However, at this moment, Luo Haochen's expression was weak and his body was listless: "Grandfather… Grandfather… It hurts so much… Am I going to die…?"

Although Rong Yun had only casually squeezed, he had actually crippled a full stage of Luo Haochen's cultivation.

From the peak of the seventh stage back to the early stage of the sixth stage.

This was already more than just one stage…

"Rong Yun, you!" Luo Shengtian was so angry that his beard bristled.

Damn it, it was absolutely detestable! To actually cripple his precious grandson's cultivation right in front of him!

Crippling his grandson's cultivation right in front of him! Luo Shengtian not only regretted his grandson's cultivation but also felt that Rong Yun was slapping his face!

Luo Shengtian wished he could rush up and fight Rong Yun for three hundred rounds. But the tip of the iceberg of strength that Master Rong Yun had displayed earlier had already scared him stiff. He was no match for Master Rong Yun at all.

Rong Yun glanced at him indifferently, "An exchange of courtesy. No need to be polite."

Luo Shengtian was instantly choked!